Monday, 28 December 2009

Tis the Season to...PARTAY!!!!!!

Happy seasoning. This one goes out to the Epson 10000, thanks mum and dad, the fattest pig in all the land!! Thursday my dudes

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Scotch Egg

Tis the season to be messed up, I thought today was Thursday (which it now is, technically) but it turned out to be Wednesday so for once I'm ahead of the game. Seasons Beatings for this festive yule time, one hopes you enjoy this non-festive Flesh & Bone with a mince pie under each arm pit and a baileys miniature up each nostril and potato triangles under each fingernail and marks and spencers absolutely finest savoury truffles smeared up your thighs. y'know, like the olden days before text BABE and Buzz Lightyear 360s. Merry minklemas!!!!!!!!!!!

Probs some form of Flesh & Bone on Monday but we all know how unpredictable the days are between Christmas and New Year, who can even remember those days? I'll do it if I'm not hunched over a king-sized toblerone taking care of business.

Monday, 21 December 2009

Find me in the Club

Introducing...the one-panel. Simples! Format switcheroos againsies, we'll back to normal norman four-ways on thursday though I prom-o. Part of some upcoming possible probable print series, checkity wreck it, futures

Thursday, 17 December 2009


Yeah, this is why there's no traditional format Flesh & Bone for today. New material coming Monday and the completion to the photo above coming about then too. Timeless! Big it up for santa's little helper!

Monday, 14 December 2009

Where the Wild Things Aren't

New nose? We've all been there. Thank Monday it's Tuesday tomorrow, catch you Thursday mon mongs. Make sure you've chewed the post below properly before digesting this one. It's a lot to take in, I know.

A-Level Art

Imagine you're 16 and you hear the name Walter Gropius that sounds like Walter Grope-yo-ass and Hieronomous Bosch that sounds like a way of saying someone has a large back end, i.e. "J-Lo has an HIERONOMOUS BOSCH!". Then imagine you're in Paris taking in a crepe instead of the Pompidou centre, whoops. There goes my life.

Mad format change on this bap, only temporary mind - scanner rules body and mind. this is the delayed post of last Thursday's strip which was actually done last Thursday so don't make that face.

Oh shit, see you in another post above in ten seconds BYE!

Monday, 7 December 2009


Another Monday, another let down. Though in some ways these text-based Flesh & Bones are more to sink your teeth into? You can fantasise about how they might look and all the background detail that might exist (yeah, right!) and things of this nature.

Well, I've got impeccable excuses my lieges. Those saying that F & B has fallen by the wayside, that I've forgotten about it since I opened my shop can go fish because far from forget about it...I've been truly living it. The 3-d extravaganza that I mentioned in my last post was undertaken last night - thru da night - and is currently at Stage One of completion, two more stages to go and then you can fully go viddy it, if you live in Manchester that is. If not then you might want to get a plane to Manchester to see it because it's going to be epic and long and taut with sinews, avenues and nuff nitty gritties. Should be in the bag this week so I'll reveal more details later.

OK, so for this week's textual F & B here's a long text piece that I don't think will ever see the light of day drawn. Too many wurds. H'enjoy!

(Bone Stand-up scene stage, all Bone talking)

Frame 1 : So what's up with the cheeseburger stare?

Frame 2 : It's intense. People just don't take their eyes off the prize, configuring their next bite

Frame 3 : Scanning the full circumference of their burger, checking ooze levels, seeing which section is in most need of attention

Frame 4 : Walking into McDonalds is like walking into a science convention. Heavy burger analysis going down, a room full of scientists

Frame 5 : Burger Science. It exists. Mate of mine did it at Teeside university, Bachelor of Burgers.

Frame 6 : I can't talk to someone who's in the burger trance...I just want to swipe it out of their hands. GET A ROOM

Frame 7 : I'm so conscious about the burger stare that I avoid eye contact with it completely. It's like we've had a row.

Frame 8 : We only exchange glances when I pick it up to avoid by fingers slipping INSIDE the bun. Hasselhoff style.



9 frames, I know!

Thursday, 3 December 2009

Scanners by David Groanenberg

Bit of a disappointing post for the centenary special but remember it's only 100 posts not 100 comic strips, I wouldn't dodge that landmark. Even so, it's weak but I have no scanner at this actual moment so i can't visualise my thoughts on screen. though I will be hooking up mysen with a scanner before Monday one hopes. Stay tuned for a full on 3D walk in dolby digital 2.0 imax sub woofer Flesh and Bone experience coming to Manchester verrr verrr soon. You'll actually be able to walk in to their front room and share a bloody hi-juice with them, can you even imagine? Scary stuff.

So, in place of an actual comic strip that you can look at lets have a written description instead for a bit of fun...

frame one:

Flesh : "You know how your mum works at McDonalds?"
Bone : *SIGH* "Go on..."

frame two :

Flesh : "Well, is it true she gets paid in burgers?"
Bone : "No."

frame three :

Flesh : "Then how'd she get so BIG, MAC?
Bone : "MY mum? Have you seen YOUR mum lately?"

frame four :

Flesh : "WHOA. Where did THAT come from?? Sheesh, chill son"
Bone : "Mum embargo?"
Flesh : "Mum embargo"

(Insert action brackets where appropriate)

Feel free to actually realise this script for me in drawn flesh & bone form if you like and post it here, go on!